Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1399 Young Battle Emperor, Reincarnation Fist!
Holy king list!
Su Qinian's eyes were bright, but his breath was very calm. This is one of the forty-nine steles in the Holy King Mountain Range.

On the huge stone tablet, a stalwart figure turned his back to him, as if standing at the end of the road, and seemed to be separated by endless time and space. Around the tablet, the stars were dim, and they all fell under his feet.

too strong!
Su Qinian can be sure that the divine form on the stele has not really reached the supreme realm, but the aura is too compelling, almost like facing a real king, that kind of aura is enough to make Xinghe tremble, and the saint is terrified.

It was a young man in golden leather armor, with black hair loosely draped over his shoulders, as if sensing Su Qinian's arrival, the young man turned around slowly.

"war!"

As the young man turned around, there was a terrifying battle sound, like the sky and the sea rolling back, coming surging.

Compared with the chaotic storm, the war sound from the heavenly stele resonates in the divine court, like a tangible substance, seeping into the limbs, internal organs, and straight into the sea of ​​marrow, resonating with the blood.

call!
The sound of the loud voice was low, and the top of Tianshan Mountain was quiet, but Su Qinian's black hair was violently stirred up, and his eyes shot out dazzling lightning.

"war!"

With a deep shout, he raised his fist and struck at the young man on the stele.

The brilliance of this punch is restrained, without any flamboyance, but it pulls the stars to move, and the invisible field spreads forward, covering the monument.

At this moment, the young man on the stele finally turned around, revealing his true face.

Very ordinary appearance, not very handsome, but those eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, too bright and scorching hot, as if endless blood and fire were sleeping, and the ancient banners were faintly swaying.

A white fist protruded from the inscription, neither light nor heavy, if one word had to be used to describe it, there were only two words.

firm!

That's right, unwavering, it seems to be more ingrained than the ancient sacred mountain, and more unshakable than Zhou Tianzhu.

It seemed that the battle blood that could split the universe instantly ignited Su Qinian's fighting spirit.

boom!
There is still a distance between the two fists, the stars exploded, and the two powerful fists collided, stirring up a storm in the starry sky. Thousands of big stars were blown away by the fiery fist wind and shattered into cosmic dust.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Su Qinian's heart was beating, and every pore was gushing blood. He had never been so restless at this moment. There was no doubt that this was an evenly matched opponent, even an unprecedentedly strong enemy in the same situation. .

hold head high!
There was a roar of a dragon, resounding from the sea of ​​marrow, and Su Qinian took a step forward. The sacred blood energy, which was more blazing than the galaxy, turned into a dragon shape with substance, rushed from behind, penetrated the sea of ​​stars, and finally entrenched in the There was a hazy human figure phantom shoulder.

At the same time, in the divine court, the battle spirit belonging to Su Qinian got up, and made fist seals with the huge phantom figure.

"Come again!"

Su Qinian yelled violently, the front of his fist shook again, and the three fist marks entered the same trajectory. His whole body was filled with a surging quasi-kingly aura, and the light of his fist rushed up, like a river of heaven rolling upside down.

Facing the young man on the stele, Su Qinian was unreserved, his energy, energy and spirit were extremely unified, and the invincible belief accumulated in his practice was integrated into his body and spirit. He punched the strongest fist of flesh and blood, making this man The stars on the top of the Tianshan Mountains are dim, like billions of stars blooming, illuminating the entire sky.

At the same time, the eyes of the young man on the Tianbei shone slightly, as if he had a gleam of spirit, he was no longer as calm as before, and he really had a tinge of vitality.

The next moment, he stepped up and walked down the Tianbei.

Woo!
In an instant, Su Qinian seemed to hear the wailing of the starry sky, and vaguely, he saw a stalwart figure, standing on the upper reaches of the long river of time, looking down here.

Endless time and space are spanned, that is a real emperor.

Emperor of War!

Needless to say, Su Qinian has already realized that what is inscribed on this stele is exactly the god form of a certain war emperor when he was young.

The young War Emperor's golden leather armor is old. It's not the fur of a powerful wild animal, but a very ordinary animal skin. He stepped down from the Tianbei. This piece of starry sky has become the ruler of all Taos, standing in the very center of the universe.

Facing the edge of Su Qinian's fist, he swung his fist and landed in the air. The fist was golden and not fierce, but the fist was astonishing, like the reincarnation of an ancient god of war, every trace of battle blood could burn the heavens.

Bang!
The two fists collided for the first time, and the transparent and irregular ripples swept across the starry sky like the turbulent waves of the sky and sea. The huge impact sound splashed countless sparks. .

It doesn't look like a body of flesh and blood at all, and both fists are as strong as iron king. Su Qinian's body is filled with the sound of dragon chants, and nine ancient divine rings vaguely emerge from the spine on his back, three of which are shining brightly. , countless rays of light intertwined, penetrated every inch of the flesh and blood body, and twisted into strands of Quasi-Wang Dali.

Looking at the young war emperor in golden leather armor, he is full of heroism, with golden blood flowing out of his body, like a vast ocean surging, about to sweep the nine heavens and ten earths.

boom!
The young war emperor took the initiative to strike for the first time. One of his fists instantly turned into a black hole, and golden blood filled the hole. At this moment, the black hole turned, and the powerful fist made Su Qinian's court shake. Was shaken by this terrifying punch.

The power of taboo!

Su Qinian's eyes were serious. With this punch, he seemed to have returned to his mother's body, and once again experienced the hazy perception when he was first reincarnated in the Xuanhuang Land.

"The power of reincarnation!"

This is one of the taboos in the ten directions. The young Zhanhuang used, without a doubt, the famous reincarnation fist in the Zhanhuang Palace.

The secret of reincarnation, even the emperors can't fully understand it, but it really exists in the heavens. There are rumors that Tian Xing, the first war emperor, was lucky enough to glimpse a corner of reincarnation, and finally created this world-shocking imperial fist. Since then, it has been constantly deduced and perfected by the war emperors of the past dynasties. Even the emperors of the hundred worlds are unwilling to be easily contaminated.

If we say, among the taboo laws of the ten directions, which taboo is the most mysterious except the taboo of time and space, there are only two laws of fate and reincarnation.

Destiny is unpredictable, and reincarnation is unpredictable.

Whoa!
Su Qinian also moved the fist of immortal time, stirring the wind on the long river of time and space, void and time intertwined, immeasurable light contained inside, and the fist edge that was crystal clear like glazed punched into the black hole.

clang!clang!clang!clang!
In the depths of the void that no one can detect, there are continuous impact sounds coming from afar, as if they do not exist in the current universe, but they are transmitted to the real world.

(End of this chapter)